How the heck would a dietitian know what you should be eating? Seriously, no sarcasm tag here. Diet is hard to research and separate out cause and effect, and the effects are often small, and then there is a lot of individual variation. I suspect the field is overrun with voodoo science promoted by government grants.

Sorry, guys, it's settled science. The UN's IPCC, the Intergovernmental Panel of Cheese Calamity, has concluded that cheese is the greatest killer of humanity, next to American imperialism. 80,000,000 scientists have signed off on it. Al Gore is offering Cheese Credits.

Since when is the depiction of a product with no identifiable name on it (the cheesehead) an "infringement"? Can these litigious folks be serious making such a claim? It's yellow, it sits on someone's head, it's triangular, but there's no company name on it. It's generic, for heavens sake.

I'm a physician and on principle refuse to consider joining an organization with "Physician" and "responsible" in the name. They are usually fronts for a far left outfit with a nanny state agenda. Very bad.

I am sick of people who go to med school, become a doctor and decide they don't want to practice medicince because they would rather be our buttinski nanny [i.e. this Levin lady, Rahm Emanuel's brother, every doctor who is now a librul talking head].

Can these litigious folks be serious making such a claim? It's yellow, it sits on someone's head, it's triangular, but there's no company name on it. It's generic, for heavens sake.

But it's not ... it's a very specific, iconic product. Using a foam finger made of cheese would be generic (but make less sense), since they are ubiquitous and not tied to one particular region, sport, or team.

I associate 'cheeseheads' as predominantly Packers fans, so the company does have a point.

I would suggest they spend their money running pro-cheese, pro-cheesehead billboards rather than wasting the court's time with litigation.

"The science of nutrition being therefore so practical in itself, and intended for such practical purposes, a matter which requires experience, and even more experience than any person can gain in his whole life, however sagacious and observing he may be, it is with infinite caution that any man ought to venture upon pulling down an edifice, which has answered in any tolerable degree for ages the common purposes of health, or on building it up again, without having models and patterns of approved utility before his eyes."

I could not help but notice in med school and residency that Dietitians and nutritionists were always very thin and seemed to locate their offices close to the toilets, which were often in use and had the faint odor of vomit.

Time for Timer was the collective title for a short series of public service announcements broadcast on Saturday mornings on the ABC television network starting in the early 1970s. The animated spots featured Timer, a tiny (often ranging on microscopic) cartoon character who represented the sense of "time" in the human body. Timer was in charge of when a person felt it was time to eat, time to sleep, etc. He carried a large pocket watch inside of him, which would often set off an alarm whenever something was about to happen.

The billboard should have a collage of many well endowed women w/ the statement: THIS IS THE ONLY MILK YOU NEED. The photo array could include the one of the good professor from yesterday. The billboard would then get positive attention..@ least from men.

I made baked mac and cheese for dinner last night. Butter and onions, add flour to make a roux, then milk and cheese, heat til the cheese melts, pour over cooked noodles, top with grated parmesan, and bake til bubbly and crusty brown on top.

"I made baked mac and cheese for dinner last night. Butter and onions, add flour to make a roux, then milk and cheese, heat til the cheese melts, pour over cooked noodles, top with grated parmesan, and bake til bubbly and crusty brown on top."

People who brag on their food consumption, even to the point of posting daily pictures ... I always wonder, when will they begin posting their BM's the next day?

I wonder what Susan Levin knows of that? Seems kids were healthier back when they ate more REAL foods, instead of factory-produced, long-shelf-life manufactured stuff. Ask an old woman with strong offspring how she fed her boys and girls. Likely, you're hear about things like bacon, eggs, pancakes with butter, and vegetables/hamburgers/hotdish with ... wait for it ... cheese!

Don't let the obese people control all our diets is all. Maybe, it really isn't the foods, but the lifestyles, Ms. Levin?

Sociologists and anthropologists would explain that food and eating together is profoundly important to the social structures that humans have. Go to some remote village some place where you can't speak to the people and they can't speak to you and (if you're not killed) you'll be fed. Feeding someone is symbolic. We present food for special occasions, feasts and observances. "Let us break bread together." Tea ceremonies or sake ceremonies. etc., etc.,

I guess, if it's your first encounter with a macaroni and cheese recipe, you get all excited to "learn", eh?

(I think: he was just bragging that he actually cooked, and something not from a box. Wowsie wow!)

Now, everyone on this thread: post what YOU ate for din din last night. (Why, I cooked an acorn squash, smothered with butter, and a stir fry with garden fresh veggies ... wait, let me post a picture...) Yawn.

Joseph:You read any blogs where they take pictures of their plates, day after day after day?

Trust me: that's a very weird way to take your meals, photographing everything and putting it up for show.

What is the point exactly? The only hobby you have is showing other people what you consume daily? Something very odd about that ... can you imagine waiting to eat, so mamma can snap a picture of her creation, before you eat? Something very odd about that indeed...

The part of the story that made me chuckle when I read it at breakfast was that Foamation was going to go after them for using a cheesehead hat without permission. Seems to me they have a good case, but who knows.

We went out for Mexican food last night. We had casa dias smothered in guac and black olives with a big platter of super nachos with chorizo's as the appetizers. Then the wife had chicken frajita's and I had some black bean burritos along with a couple of beers.

Then I went home to finger a few Little Debbies while I watched Terra Nova on my wide screen plasma TV.

I had barbeque chicken w/ Gates BBQ sauce from the 'hood of KC. Kale sauteed in olive oil and garlic w/ cannellini beans and cornbread w/ fresh roasted corn and red peppers baked into it. This was a mixture of two great food cultures..black folk and dago.

Remarkably, the nursing home where The Ditz resides had close to the same menu. Only it was all blended up for her and she drinks it through a straw. The blending of her food is both for digestive and safety reasons. She can't be trusted w/ utensils.

These kooks have free speech rights but they are undermining their own credibility by attacking wholesome foods people have been eating safely for thousands of years. You can eat pretty much anything assuming good health done in moderation.

You are so lucky to be able to get veal! For some reason, it is unheard of in our local grocery stores. I have to pre-order from a specialty meat market and travel to the 'big city' about 80 miles away to get veal.

I'm making Wor Wonton shrimp soup tonight. Making the broth with left over chicken parts from a fried chicken a couple days ago. Don't have the chinese smoked ham, but the pork loin from last night is salty enough that a few slices in the soup will be good enough.

By the way my maid quit yesterday. Well actually she came to work with her brother and she was too upset to talk so he had to talk for her. She came to say she couldn't work and had to go home but wouldn't say why. I asked her why she didn't just call me but she just mumbled something and didn't tell me anything. I offered to help her if I could but she didn't want any help...she just wanted to say she had to stay home and couldn't come to work for a while.

Now I don't know if it was immigration or if her husband was smacking her around or what the fuck. She wouldn't tell me anything and wouldn't let me help her so I am at a loss.

Plus I have to ask every Mexican woman I see walking by on Court St if she wanted a job cleaning my house.

I just heated some leftovers yesterday, but the day before, we roasted some acorn sqaush halves, then stuffed them with a mix of basmati rice, carrots, celery, onions, walnuts, ground pork, cream cheese, and spices, then topped the whole thing off with montz and parm, under the broiler.

Brought some leftovers for lunch, and my mouth is watering just thinking about it.

Hey Trooper, what'd you think of Terra Nova? We liked it- a lot of your typical sci-fi cheesiness, but better than I anticipated based on all the negative talk.

The terror that the baby cows feel as they are held suspended in a box and fattened until they are killed by getting hit with a hammer right on their skull gives their pale flesh a paticularly piquant taste.

"She came to say she couldn't work and had to go home but wouldn't say why. I asked her why she didn't just call me but she just mumbled something and didn't tell me anything. I offered to help her if I could but she didn't want any help...she just wanted to say she had to stay home and couldn't come to work for a while. Now I don't know if it was immigration or if her husband was smacking her around or what the fuck. She wouldn't tell me anything "

Stop questioning. She was offended by your cheese consumption Trooper. (Sorry, somebody had to say it!)

For dinner tonight, my husband requested "Pots of Gold", which, as far as I can understand, is camping food for kids on scouting trips.

But it's tasty- You just take biscuit dough (traditionally, you use the canned stuff, but we just make our own), and wrap it around some nice chunks of cheddar cheese. Then you cook them in simmering tomato sauce. I'll probably add a spinach salad.

I might even top mine with some parm just to piss off the cheesehaters.

This is a classic cheapskate Wisconsin story. When you drive by dairy farms you'll often see veal calfs. And, Provimi Veal has a facility in Wisconsin. However, although there is a large German culture in Wisconsin, this Italian has to search long and hard to find good veal. After a long search I asked a butcher why I could only find the cheaper cuts. He casually replied, "Good veal is expensive, Cheeseheads won't pay the price."

Are you folks aware that veal is male calf. Since a male can't produce milk, they're used for veal. That's why Gloria Steinem eats veal but won't eat cheese or milk[just starting a viral rumor..pass it on].

lyssa spake:But it's tasty- You just take biscuit dough (traditionally, you use the canned stuff, but we just make our own), and wrap it around some nice chunks of cheddar cheese. Then you cook them in simmering tomato sauce. I'll probably add a spinach salad.

We watched TerraNova last night too. We had McDonald's for dinner because we had to go to pick up The Little Guy's alto sax and have his first lesson at 5, then our Cub Scout Pack meeting at 6 and we didn't get home until after 7.

I made Chicken Piccata on Saturday. Sunday we had pork medallions with a homemade dry rub, sauteed in olive oil, apples and cinnamon cooked down in butter with a little sugar, and green beans with a homemade apple tart for dessert. Today will be turkey-apple soup made with even more apples from the orchard picking we did a week or so ago and homemade chicken stock.

Sometimes I'll have a vegan dish, but only because there just happen to be no meat, dairy, or egg products in it.

My parents went organic/vegetarian around 1975. Soon thereafter, my dad became a vegan in addition to deciding he was allergic to wheat. Then came the endless stream of nauseating herbal potions that were supposed to promote this or that function in your body. When I was 15 or so, I got my first vaginal infection, which I told my mother about. Imagine my horror when, instead of taking me to the doctor to have it looked at, my dad insisted I douche with some ridiculous herbal potion! I had to BEG to be taken to the doctor, which was NOT a pleasant experience at 15.

I feel like I've been around this oppressive food fascism for DECADES. I cannot complain about my childhood, which a friend describe as idyllic. But this issue is the one thing from my childhood that gives me this deeply visceral reaction. Almost violent - I would love to take a sawed-off shotgun to that billboard - how cathartic would that be? Or maybe an AR-15?

Many, many times over the years I'd find a piece of mail from my parents, only to find they had sent me ANOTHER fucking article written by "The Physicians" telling me to stop eating this or that or suffer certain doom.

And now, I'm getting a second degree in mid life, surrounded by 20 somethings who have been raised on this food fascism! If there is EVER a time in your life when you can live outside nutritional rules once in a while, its when you are young. To listen to these kids nitpick their food: is it organic? is it local? does it have too much fat? blah blah blah blah....just fucking EAT and enjoy your resilient youth for fuck's sake!

It saddens me deeply to see the idea of moderation get so little attention.

Thank god for earplugs. And for the fact that I don't live in Green Bay. Or have an AR-15. Yet.

Thanks for letting me vent. Ann can send me a bill for allowing me to use this post as therapy!

I have some Irish cheddar, some White Silton with candied lemom peel and lemon zest, fresh mozzarella, and plain and blueberry goat cheese in the fridge. Add in some shredded romano, shredded parmesan, cream cheese, and shredded "mexican style" cheese and you have my cheese inventory. I also have some rennet to be able to make my own cheese.

I hold anything coming from organisation with the word "committee" in it as suspect. "Committee" has direct association with "guillotine" for me. So this "physicians committee" trying to guillotine cheese from our diets is not a coincidence.

Very late to this conversation about food but back in the 80s when I lived in the Bay area I tried to buy some salt pork for turnip greens for New Years. I was puzzled to find that the local swank stores had neither and had heard of neither. I headed for the "ghetto" of West Palo Alto where I found both in abundance. Pork shoulders with the skin on were verboten in California. Perhaps Veal is as well.

I just put cheese on my BLT and my wife looked at me like I was crazy... Hey, I love the stuff. Of course their was the bacon and I'm sure these idiots will have a billboard against that soon. But my guess there will be riots in the streets before we ban bacon.